Short Deaden Poems
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My name is doubt,
I dwell with fear,
I frighten people,
from year to year.
My name is faith,
I dwell with cheer,
I cast out doubt,
I deaden fear.
(copyright 10/30/15)
After midnight
the pendulum stalls
Chimes to deaden
as darkness calls
A clanking chain
the haunt begins
Till daylight threatens
—the shadows dim
(Dreamsleep: August, 2022)
Coarse and contrived
Sterilized pride
Deaden
Absent and aloof
Formalized spoof
Leaden
Surly and wry
Hostilities nigh
Redden
Distrust and dissent
Predestined event
Armageddon
Obtain When You Refrain
A much better appearance will obtain,
Saying things full of nonsense refrain;
Your noise deaden,
And peace heading,
Or do need Novocain to deaden the pain.
Jim Horn
"Love inasmuch as ye have been loved, for want of love will deaden the heart as
will its overflow."
The Gospel of Eileen: Chapter 1: verse 1
For Judy Konos Contest
Your Quote
August 21, 2014
How do I rid you
oh sweet pain,
this longing confusion,
of soulful tears.
Guarded by pins and needles of a tortured heart
Your words touched me like that of symphonies played long ago.
Bringing life into this once deaden soul.
Life is Simple,
People are tough,
Loving is foolish,
Kids run amuck,
The genre is broken,
The generation grows,
People are cruel,
Even the nice ones growl,
Forever in heart,
Is five minutes in mind,
To know ahead,
Could raise the deaden signs.
Form:
(30/06/2011)
In the middle of the night
When owls sing their best mourning song
I’m awakened in fright
I can see my ravage, lurking all night long
I’m only awakened in another nightmare
So I close my eyes in bare
Deep inside, my heart is scared
Which one is more deaden?
My scary nightmare
Or your empty and full of hatred stare?
Faraway from my motherland
Blend with the alien bands
I feel sad and lonely
My native language flees
In different horizon I stay
The sorrow stings nights and days
With dull and deaden sense
My homesick is immense
In a strange space I stay
Think to the birth-land faraway
The sweet voice of my mother
Echoes in my heart over and over
My pencil point was out of joint
And didn’t feel like writing
Although the page was clean and fresh
With lines that looked inviting.
Its sullen mood had me imbued
With thoughts I tried to deaden,
For many wouldn’t place their trust
In one so plainly leaden.
Yet oftentimes we conjure rhymes
Quite quickly and with pleasure.
Perhaps the credit should be shared
By us in equal measure.
Rainbows are smiles when the rain tumbles down
My heart is showering as all my sorrows do drown
Every dew drop glistening, delivered from heaven.
Rainbows are smiles when clouds are deaden
When nature shines, our goodness grows
Trusting in the soil to nurture us so
With a sky filled with colors that make us glow
Rainbows are the goodness that makes love flow
Co-Authored by the beautiful Casarah Nance and Arthur Vaso
Here I lie
Left here to die
By those considered allies
So today is the day love dies
Harden the heart
Deaden the soul
Let your heart grow cold
But wait my advice should not be heeded
For I am not what you needed
Don't be like me
Be wise and see
That the love in your heart is what makes you good
Don't put on the darkness' hood
For the day love dies
Is the day the soul dies
And i don't want that for you my dear child
COPLA CINCUENTA Y NUEVE: This Bad Guy World
Fear’s the ultimate sly weapon
No one need fear nuclear bombs:
They explode dead
Through Fear alone we praise Heaven
Fear makes us dread what future becomes:
Let Fear drop dead
Fear’s the lethal tool mind-twisters use
Their source of Fear kept well hidden:
Fearful exposure
We fear Fear to avoid abuse
Of the Self within us deaden:
I me fear sure
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
Tongue lashings are bitter
they hurt and injure
Gnawing at both the heart
of victim and abuser
With each hostile strike
both hearts bruise and deaden
Hostility a most deadly poison
injected as cheeks redden
No word of a lie striking a chord
You live by the sword you die by the sword
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on December 6, 2019 for contest IF YOU LIVE BY THE SWORD THEN YOU DIE BY THE SWORD sponsored by SILENT ONE - RANKED 1ST
Chocolate coloured and glistening,
Large eyes in a larger head,
Skin stretched tight,
So young
Looking so old.
Flies dancing and settling.
No light in the gaze.
As the camera draws back,
A distended belly comes into shot
Above spindly legs
Against a blue sky
Drenched in sunshine.
We pull back and scrape our plates
Into the garbage.
We deaden our pain
With reality shows
And other trivial pursuits.
Our minds burn,
The wounds remain.
Our analgesics
Are all in vain.